Unconventional

Unconventional

She’s half-notes scattered without rhythm:
You never know what will happen next.
But you know it will be just long enough
To make a difference, for worse or for better...
As when she's sour, she spoils it all
And when she's just right, the world around her
Is that much sweeter.

Yes, she’s half-notes scattered without rhythm...
But I wouldn't take her any other way.

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Written for "The Writer's Cramp"  [13+] 9/30/07 - 10/1/07
Prompt: Write a story or poem in which you use and explain the following quote: "She’s half-notes scattered without rhythm." (Ntozake Shange)